Well. Thought I would do a little test run of the time leading up to our departure to make sure this is all in perfect working order.

Nine days to go. When I'm not dreaming of laying on a beach and eating amazing food, the butterflies in my stomach remind me of this huge change about to happen for us. The butterflies remind me that I will also most likely encounter some type of horrible GI disturbance, will be covered in mosquito bite welts, and Derek and I will probably see each other in situations we never thought a couple should (ever) see each other in. I may have nightmares after this. Hah.

Giving up our jobs, moving, and spending 6 months as our sometimes preferred 'hobo-like' selves - it's a tad scary and overwhelming. Nothing is certain at this point but I love it.

Life can be so scheduled and routine and although there's are times for that, now is the time to take for us to take advantage of being unattached and continue to live our 20's to the fullest! Derek and I are both aware we'll be working well into our adult life, will probably have no pension and may even encounter health issues that could prevent us from doing the things we want to.

The great thing about working in healthcare (especially long term care!) - you learn very quickly that life is short. Seriously. I have learned the greatest life lessons from the all the people I work with or have worked with including coworkers, residents, families and patients.

For anyone that knows me well, I tend to self reflect often. These themes may come out continually over the next 6 months. Please do not hate me for it.